"Are all the monks in the Northern Territory really crazy?"

In the battlefield, there were already miserable misery, which made people unable to bear to look at it, and even made people feel a tremor from the heart. It had nothing to do with cultivation and courage, but it was just an instinctive fear. I saw too many absurdities beyond my expectations, and the fear that arises, whether it was the ghosts and gods of the Zun Mansion and the Immortal Army, or Yuan Chenzi in the air, all had such impulse...

However, there were no monks in the Northern Region, because most monks in the Northern Region were already crazy.

"When did people in the Northern Region get such crazy?"

Yuan Chenzi looked down at the battlefield below in the air with cold eyes, his heart surging, and he was far better than others.

From the beginning, he had already planned everything and thought about every step, including what happened now, within his plan. If it weren't for a little surprise, he thought of this possibility, but he didn't expect it would be like this...

As a formation master, he naturally knows how to break the formation he set up!

The simplest one is to use the army to attack and fill it with corpses.

It is like ants killing the elephant. Any fighting method of an elephant cannot defeat the long-standing ant colony.

However, he thought it was impossible from the beginning, because using this method, I don’t know how many people would die in the Northern Immortal Alliance. He did not think that the Northern Immortal Cultivators had such courage. After all, the battle between the Immortal Army is different from the fighting of monks. If there are too many people, they will easily collapse. If the ordinary army suffers 30% of the damage, they may collapse. If they can hold on to 50% or 60% of the damage, they are already peerless elite soldiers!

But for the monks in the Northern Region, if they can last until they have 10% of their injuries and not collapse, they will burn high incense!

So in Yuan Chenzi's opinion, this is a method that the Northern Immortal Alliance will never choose...

But the result is that the Northern Region Immortal Alliance really chose this method.

Not only did they choose this method, they also drove millions of immortal troops to death. The escape gates that the Zun Mansion deliberately left behind were blocked by them, and then they took advantage of the madness of dying to break the formation they carefully arranged!

Now, one large array after another has indeed been broken...

But how much does it cost to each formation be broken?

Yuan Chenzi even trembled his palms...

He saw the monks in the Northern Territory, and were dying in his formation. He saw the corpses piled into mountains, blood flowing into rivers, and the endless souls of wronged beings were also trapped in the formation and could not leave. So he could only gather in the air, forming dark clouds, blood rain fell in the clouds, and the clouds tumbling, turning into unwilling to suffer.

How many people have been damaged in each of the broken or filled formations?

Even Yuan Chenzi himself is not able to calculate.

Thirty thousand, fifty thousand, or one hundred thousand?

This is not a number, it is because there are so many living people who die under the formation they have arranged!

"How can you...you...be so cruel?"

Yuan Chenzi could no longer suppress his anger and screamed. He didn't know how to explain these inner emotions to others. These big arrays were indeed laid out by him. These northern monks were also laid out by the formations he laid out. But in fact, he never thought of killing so many people. He thought they would collapse and escape, but the Immortal Alliance blocked their retreat.

So, they died in their own formation...

So, were these same clans killed by themselves or by the Immortal Alliance?

There are cause and effect in the world, which cannot be seen or touched, but to some extent, it truly exists and has weight!

At this time, Yuan Chenzi could no longer hold on to the weight. He felt the cause and effect and injustice that were pouring towards him like mountains and seas. Finally, he put down the formation flag in his hand. He knew that these formation flags could increase the casualties of the Northern Region monks, but he did not dare to dance. It was not because he was soft-hearted and wanted to show mercy, but because he felt real fear...

He stood up in the air, slowly retreated, and retreated to the last formation.

...

...

On this battlefield, no one noticed Yuan Chenzi's tiny move. Even if someone saw it, he only thought that he felt that it was too dangerous on the battlefield and was worried about being assassinated, so he hid back in the last formation he set up in advance!

Other battles continue!

"Hahaha, all the monks in the Northern Territory will be exterminated in the battle of Guanshan!"

The Ghost King, wearing black armor, had already tore the black armor on his body apart at this time, and his whole body turned into a huge wind. The demon head was looming. He roared and rushed into the air. The horns of the Demon Moon Formation were flying, and endless demonic aura evoked, and shouted at the Northern Region Immortal Army: "Do you think someone will be soft-hearted when fighting for life? Do you think the dead person is tall enough to break the Zun Mansion?"

"Just, you fight for your life. For our ghosts and gods, it is just a ready-made blood sacrifice..."

With the endless demonic laughter, he was sensed by him. Behind him, endless ghosts and gods all flew up. Some rushed into the air, swallowing the dark clouds formed by the grievances of the Northern Region monks, and some surrounded the ground, greedily licking the flesh and blood on the ground that turned into lakes and rivers. The stronger the ghosts and gods, their power became stronger and stronger, stirring the sky.

I don’t know how many soldiers from the Immortal Alliance came from behind, looking at his figure, feeling the trembling of despair.

This battlefield is indeed very beneficial to ghosts and gods today.

Ghosts and gods need blood sacrifices, and now the more people die on this battlefield, the more beneficial it is to them.

It seems that the monks in the Northern Region were desperately breaking the Yuan Chenzi formation, but from another perspective, they were indeed giving out their flesh and blood, achieving the blood and food of these ghosts and gods, and constantly helping them improve their strength...

“Hulala…”

But before these ghosts and gods could drink enough flesh and blood and start attacking, the immortal alliance would see the blood and energy emerge.

The blood and energy around the Taibai Sect Master was entangled with blood and energy, which made him look like a sea of ​​blood. This sea of ​​blood was clearly still expanding. He was rolling all the blood and energy in the entire battlefield and absorbing it into himself, making his blood and energy become more and more majestic, and he had a demon spirit that moved mountains and filled the seas and filled the world...

The rolling blood and the condensed magical intent even made the ghosts and gods feel fear and look up in shock.

"you……"

Even the Ghost King, who was laughing just now, suddenly his voice was hoarse: "What an elder of the Immortal Alliance, what a sect leader of Taibai, you took the opportunity to practice this kind of magic skill. You are a human being, but look at yourself, you are even more like a ghost than our ghosts and gods..."

"You have enjoyed the blood sacrifice, which is more at ease than our ghosts and gods..."

"I'm not enjoying the blood sacrifice!"

The voice of the Taibai Sect Master seemed to have an unhidden demonic intention, like a bone-scraping knife, sweeping over the fur: "I am just going to continue to fight with your Zun Mansion with these unwilling Northern Domain Erlangs. The difference is that they would be afraid in the past and be scared by you, but now they will never know what kind of taste of fear is..."

When he finished speaking, he seemed to think that what he said was a bit ridiculous.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, and blood and energy flowed around him, like a Milky Way falling from the sky, carrying endless evil spirits and crashing straight forward.

Wherever he passed, even the ghosts and gods in the Zun Mansion dared not snatch the power of the Blood River. Any ghosts and gods that were close to the Blood River were pulled away, torn apart, and swallowed by the Wukong soul inside. For the first time in his life, ghosts and gods became the prey of monks in the Northern Region...

“Wow…”

The Ghost King soared into the sky and collided with the Taibai Sect Master, and his body couldn't stop moving back.

He looked frightened and looked at the Taibai Sect Master and shouted: "Devil, you are the Devil!"

The rolling war began, and the Taibai Sect Master was unstoppable, but the Ghost King of the Zun Mansion was also very serious, and it was difficult to distinguish between life and death. However, the other ghosts and gods fell into great trouble, one by one, and were swallowed by the blood river. This demon moon formation was originally a way to worship the moon and lose its light, helping to increase the power of ghosts and gods. However, now, ghosts and gods are all fleeing in the chaos. In addition, Yuan Chenzi, who was in charge of the formation in the air, had left at any time, and the demon moon formation turned into a rootless water. It was soon rushed in by the cultivators of the Infinite Northern Region, and the entire formation collapsed.

On the other side, the snow girl had already arrived in front of the Jinfeng Formation, and a large fan of ice and snow formed behind her and swung her hard. The Jinfeng, which was dying when she heard it, was immediately squirted out by her, and the Northern Region monks who rushed to the ground and died one by one.

The old monster Gutong came forward holding a golden pestle and looked at the infinite wind, and sadness appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect that I need to refine evil pills if I save people for a lifetime..."

He seemed to cry and laugh, and his feet stepped on the stairs, causing bloody storms around him.

Build corpses into furnaces, draw blood into medicine, and summon soul into firewood.

The endless dead bodies around turned into huge elixir furnaces, and the rolling blood and wronged souls of the Northern Region monks condensed into a huge elixir, which was slowly refined by him. The evil energy on the elixir became heavier. At the end, it turned into a green elixir with countless skull illusions floating around. It broke through the furnace of the corpse mountain, flew into the air, and pressed straight forward.

Wherever they passed, even countless monks from the Northern Territory had turned blue and endless evil spirits swelled up on their bodies, causing them to go crazy and rushed towards the venom wind formation. The venom wind that died when they heard it had no effect on them at all...

Because they already have heavier poison on them!

Faced with this evil pill poison, the poison wind raid was disintegrating, and the snow girl was fleeing in panic.

But the old monster Gutong sat down to the ground in dejection, and the sound of glass cracking inside his body sounded.

The poison wind raid was broken, but the ancient and old monsters had no intention of Taoism since then!

Qingfeng Tonger, who was guarding the old monster Gutong, looked around in a daze. He saw the scene of the head of the Xi family and the 30,000 elite soldiers of the Xi family rushing towards the dark thunder formation, using their lives as a talisman to blast towards the formation, and also saw the scene of his master crying and the heart of Taoism collapsed.

The ten ghost formations are about to be broken...
Chapter completed!